Just like you said it would be
Me full on, tough as nails
At the table vodka, rails
You go to bed, its night time
I'm a corona with a slice of lime
light a smoke and close your eyes
open, look, see sunrise.
Today, I have a horribly painful throat infection and can't talk. In spite
of this, Dad keeps insisting I call people for him, meaning I have to make
use o...
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